Happy 57th to Tom, even if he’s gotta spend it playing fix it. 

The troll was nosing in LiveJournal the day after I made it public. She spent 3 minutes going through the calendar no doubt looking for her name. Again, it was never about what was going on with me, but about her. I won’t give her that satisfaction, though. I will go private again, however, if she starts coming around more. What’s going on with me should be none of her concern. 

I’m really amazed she hasn’t mentioned Alison and I in her blog, but I can thank Brad, Josh and Julie for that. They’re her latest obsession. If it wasn’t for them and Marbridge, nothing would change as far as her coming around constantly and whining about how we abandoned her in her own blog, and trying to “figure out why when she’s been so nice to us.” *rolls eyes* Yeah, well, she can’t figure out why no one’s talking to her on Thoughts. Like, gee, maybe it’s because you’re batshit crazy and you don’t even know it. But that’s what makes crazy crazy; when it doesn’t know it’s crazy. 

In between constant complaints, Crazy still talks of saving up and running up to Iowa to be with Josh. I hope she does and that this time he kills her. 

Later… 

Welcome back, metabolism! I've missed you. I'm glad the levothyroxine convinced you to return. Now my body can start looking like it's SUPPOSED to look when you eat healthy and exercise. Because of you I can once again pick things up off the floor in a split second, climb up pool ladders with ease, run up walls, fly over buildings... JK about the last two! 

When I first tried K-cups I loved them. But after time I’ve gotten sick of the mess they can make even when you poke holes in their tops to let the pressure out, and the way it’s easy to sometimes overestimate the amount of water needed depending on the varying sizes of my mugs. So I’ve decided to go back to Instant, which is cheaper anyway, and got an electric kettle. It was the same cost as a stovetop kettle and is better to use during hot weather. It’s to be over 100° next week. 

I’ve had knee pain for a few days now and finally took something for it. I probably shouldn’t but will probably go out riding after dark. Around midnight or so. That way the streets will be pretty dead and I can really test out the bike light. 

When it’s hot, like yesterday, I just go round and round the circle not just for exercise but to keep my color going. I don’t like to go far from home in the heat in case it gets to me. It’s a good thing I stayed close by yesterday cuz my heart was booming. Exerting myself in the heat can do that to me unless I’m swimming. 

Tom’s having a semi-relaxing 57th birthday. He had to run some errands earlier and pick a place to get the car serviced. He found a place about a mile and a half away that has 60 reviews and nothing under 4 stars. He decided they’d be cheaper than a Cadillac dealer, though it would still cost $400 - $600. It will be worth it, though, as he said, to invest in something good rather than an old piece of junk. It’s like spending a few grand on carpet for this place vs. Jesse’s old trailer. The parts will be under warranty for a couple of years, too. 

He went to a Walmart close by that he rarely goes to, and all cylinders fired just fine and rode well till he got there. Coming back, though, that cylinder misfired, so now he knows it has to do with it getting all hot inside. 

Since it doesn’t cost much, he decided to rent a car while it’s being worked on rather than trust the old Ford. If it were winter he would trust it just fine. But because it’s summer, the radiator is more likely to leak. 

He’s spending most of the day relaxing and enjoying sweet treats. 

I welcomed my nieces to their new home, and as usual, I got nothing in return. One of them thanked me, but neither of them reached out to me on their own. No messages, no “likes,” no comments. Perhaps it’s time to stop giving a shit about those that don’t give a shit about me as I usually try to do anyway, not that I don’t wish them well. 

It’s a shame the cock that fathered them is still well enough to drive. Maybe it’s not that sick after all? Either way, the girls aren’t staying with the piece of shit, but with other relatives instead. I guess one will go to the cock’s mother while the other will go to the cock’s sister. Then they will have to get jobs before they can apply for an apartment, which I’m assuming will be together not only to save money but because they’re probably never going to have BFs due to how huge they are.